I was lying in a bed in a room which had several people in it. Two other people were also in the bed with me, one of whom was a pretty woman (about 20 years old) to whom I was very attracted. The other person was a man. The three of us were nude and apparently the woman was going to have sex with both of us.

The woman rolled over toward me and I began having sex with her. I only had sex for about five minutes before I had an orgasm. The other fellow then wanted to have sex with the woman, but she stopped him. He became angry and rose from the bed. She rolled back over to me and apparently wanted to have sex again, but I wasn't quite ready yet to begin again.

Standing near the bed, the other fellow made an angry comment about how I hadn't lasted very long when I had had sex. I thought I hadn't lasted long because I had been nervous because another man had been in bed with us and because other people had also been in the room.

The fellow walked out of the room. As the woman and I sat here things seemed to be changing until finally the bed disappeared and we found ourselves sitting on some furniture. I had noticed the changes and I didn't want them to take place; but I couldn't stop them. We now had our clothing on and some other people were in the room. It was daylight outside.

I didn't know if we were going to be able to have sex again. I wasn't even sure the woman cared about me, even though I was definitely attracted to her. It looked as if we wouldn't be able to make love again with the other people present. Besides I was beginning to realize the woman was actually quite a sophisticated lady. I was quite uncertain whether she wanted to have anything else to do with me.

I decided to leave and walked out. I walked to the downtown section of the city I was in and went into a pornographic book store. I noticed a woman whom I had earlier seen on a bus and who attracted me walking around in the store.

I walked into a room which I knew I had been in before and in which I had masturbated. I was looking for a specific pornographic magazine in the room. The room contained what appeared to be a barber's chair. Several other people were in the room, but I didn't pay much attention to them. In front of the chair was a rack of pornographic books and I thought the book I was looking for was on that rack. I sat down in the chair and was planning to look for the book on the rack. I was only wearing a pair of undershorts and when I sat in the chair I pulled them down.

I was just about to pick up the book when a blonde-haired woman (about 25 years old) walked over to me and stuck my penis in her mouth. I was concerned she might have some kind of venereal disease like herpes, but I let her continue anyway. She continued moving her mouth back and forth with my penis in it for about 30 seconds. Finally she stopped and placed my penis between her breasts. It was a soft and pleasant feeling.

She asked me what I was going to do for her. I thought she was probably a prostitute and wanted me to pay her. I indicated that I wasn't going to be able to pay her but that I might be able to do something else for her. Finally I asked her, "Are you sure you don't have any kind of disease?"

She stopped, looked at me and said, "Well, I can't be absolutely positive. So there's a possibility."

I immediately became disenchanted with her. My erection began to go away. I knew herpes could be transmitted by oral sex. I thought, "I can't let her continue. I'm going to have to stop this. I can't let her continue this with the chance of getting herpes."